I would live in a cottage or farm style house on the outskirts of town, someplace where I would have lots of space but the neighbors could hear me scream if an axe murder decided to visit. I would live with my three kids and someone I could trust, I would love, want to get to know better, but someone who returned the affection, and someone who could fight with me (which isn’t fun. Trust me on that one, and if not trust me, trust my mother, my friends, or my ex). We would have a large dog, a St Bernard or a Huskie who would follow me around the house and plop its self on the floor while I went about my business. There would be a trial with lots of trees right outside our yard where I could run in the mornings, probably just a short mile or two before I got ready for the day. I hate waking up, but once I’m out of bed I find that I am actually a bit of a morning person. I like how the sun rises and everything is quiet. Then I could have a treadmill and multitask like I do now. Read papers from my students (I’m an English education major) or read for fun while finishing my usual distance for the day. I would be able to cook. I would have a library/craft/project room, so I could work with my hands.
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